Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Yu Zhongming's long sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the blade instantly transformed into the appearance of a woman in white clothes.

"Really, think of a way."

He thought about it and made the request of course.

Asakura Mayu glared at him in the other side, and impatiently raised the Ming Saber Bai Wugou.

In an instant, the two merged into one, turning into a piece of sword light as thin as a hair.

Jian Guang circled Ping Jiangmen's body once, then circled again, and circled three times.

Wow~!

There was no blood flowing out from the other end, but clusters of jet-black tears of the void, continuously flowing out of the five equal parts of Ping Jiangmen's corpse.

Jian Guang circled back in front of Yu Zhongming, and inserted his scabbard back.

"You owe me once, master."

Mayu Yoyo's voice appeared in his ear.

"Okay, okay."

Yu Zhongming nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing that Jiangmen Ping couldn't die anymore, Yu Zhongming slowly lowered his position and returned to the level of reality.

There, Qingming, Boya, and Ms. White Fox had returned to normal.

Ping Jiangmen's body lay intact on the ground.

"Mr. Yuzhong, it's too late."

Ms. Baihu said coquettishly: "If I didn't talk nonsense just now and procrastinated for a while, we people would be cold."

"Haha, sorry."

Yu Zhongming said sorry, but there was no apology on his face: "I really didn't expect that Ping Jiangmen also tampered with Mayu, and it took a lot of effort to come here."

If Mayu hadn't been polluted by the opponent, he would have planned to fight for three hundred rounds peacefully.

As it is now, using the other side's sword to cut it at will, but it lacks the charm of fighting.

"Then, where's the little girl?" Ms. White Fox asked.

"I took her back to Qingming's room to rest. Since Ping Jiangmen is dead, she should wake up too."

Yu Zhongming replied casually.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Ms. Baihu patted her chest, and said happily: "If your disciple, Mr. Yuzhong, is delayed because of our plan, then I will be really sorry."

"plan?"

Boya, who had been puzzled by Monk Zhanger since just now, finally found a chance to ask, "What plan did you prepare, did you just keep me a secret?"

"Haha, I didn't decide this matter. You should ask Qingming."

Yu Zhongming smiled perfunctorily.

Boya then turned his gaze to Seimei.

"After all, it is to conceal the plan from Hirashomon, who can always know what is happening in the Japanese archipelago, so the fewer people who know, the better."

Qingming answered Boya's gaze calmly: "Mr. Yuzhong suddenly asked me why I had nightmares and dreamed about him at night. I was aware of my abnormality at that time."

"My premonition dream was completely controlled by me half a month before the crusade against Rashomon, but I haven't told anyone about it except myself." Qingming is very confident in himself: "I'm sure I can Total control over my precognitive dreams, and when I tried to change my dreams, I was thwarted."

"If you were me, Boya. How would you guess my situation?"

Without waiting for Boya to answer, Qingming asked and answered by himself: "I immediately suspected that someone had tampered with me. And the tampering was so hidden that I couldn't find it. I can only guess from the side evidence."

"The feeling of being able to bypass me is doing something to my body, and I will not be discovered until a long time later. At the same time, they are hostile to me. Those who meet these three conditions will not think about anything other than Ping Jiangmen."

Boya stared blankly at Qingming, he really didn't expect this to be the case.

If he had the same ability and appeared in the same state, he might think it was a natural reaction of his ability, and would not think too much about it.

Seimei, as expected, has always been so thorough.

"The rest is that I cut off all prying eyes in my mother's bedroom, and told my guess. Then the three of us made such a plan."

Although Seimei spoke lightly, Boya could still hear the hardships in his words.

It is extremely difficult to fight wits and courage with Ping Jiangmen, who has been spying on him, and finally come to the present result.

"Thank you Seimei."

Boya solemnly nodded to Qingming.

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After explaining the matter, Qingming looked at his mother with a faint smile on his lips.

"Mother, since Jiangmen Ping has been put to death, it's time to start the last step."